This is a song about "Startin up"

Whip purple and yellow, hello

Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow

The darkness slowly but surely is startin to creep,

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

I hear the goodness inside me slowly startin to weep.

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Now i'm startin to feel the heat, the ozone layer

I love you though i'll still fuck

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

And i'm startin' to blend in more, school this shit helps for sure

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull